One day I was sitting out in the backyard just drinking coffee and watching the birds at our bird-feeder. Suddenly, all the birds began to scatter, but it was too late for one poor dove. From high in the air, a hawk came swooping down and captured that dove. At first the hawk landed in our grass, so I ran in to get the camera. As I slowly moved closer, he would move further out in the yard. He landed in the garden where we grow our okra, which had not come up yet, with the dove still in his claws. He sat there for a few minutes, and then picked up his food and flew away, only leaving a scattering of feathers.